Go Ahead: Search my brain

Besides Sugar, I’m Craving a Trip

The other day I rummaged through all my pantry cabinets hoping to find something sweet. I was desperate. I felt like I was in the middle of a movie where I was about to have a break down if I didn’t find that much needed item. Well, I wasn’t going to have a breakdown. Just my movie persona. I am going on three weeks, or it is four weeks, since I gave up candy. I am trying to cut back on sugar but sugar is in everything. Everything!!!! I have started off my sugar-quest (or rather non sugar-quest) small. I have given up hard candy, gummies, and anything that is sweet and comes in a bag. Quite specific, I know. It is a start, nonetheless.

There I was searching frantically for something sweet. I then heard a commercial on the television showcasing the state of Oregon. I looked at the onscreen scenery. I stared and sat down. There was something else I was craving in that moment. I was craving a trip. I wanted to go abroad again. I wanted to go on a 600-mile road trip. It is the weirdest feeling to crave a non-consumable. You can feel it in your being. You can even taste it. But it is not something that will fuel your body-at least, not through caloric intake.

I want to leave the city life for a bit and hit the trails, see the sea and smell new scents.

I have lived in three cities in one year. For some that may be enough excitement. For me that is just my crazy chaotic day to day that I cherish. However, I need to explore new lands and eat at new places. I need to plan out an itinerary and seek out history. I need to sit back with a small coffee cup in hand and watch the throngs of new people pass me by. I want to learn new cultural facts by being immersed in a new moment in time. I am craving this as much as I am craving sugar.

“Sprung from cages out on highway nine,Chrome wheeled, fuel injected,and steppin’ out over the lineH-Oh, Baby this town rips the bones from your backIt’s a death trap, it’s a suicide rapWe gotta get out while we’re young`Cause tramps like us, baby we were born to run”

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And all of this ‘Without sugar’.
Love the thought of tasting travel.
This may well be the last gasps of the super-nova, where everything accelerates before coming to rest as a beautiful calm planet.
Or it could be the distance between yourself and a jam doughnut causing havoc with your brain.
Great challenge Mimi, maybe we could all take the sugar denial way. The world may well benefit.B